[Comprehensive British and American] HE saves the world

"...I really want to jump off the stairs right now."

"..."

"It's too embarrassing, it's too embarrassing, it's too embarrassing, don't look at me..."

"........."

"If this is a dream, let me wake up quickly. I don't want to face this cruel nightmare or reality again!"

"…………"

"You can say whatever you want! Anything is fine! Don't be so silent anymore! Wouldn't it make me more embarrassed!!!"

"I was wondering whose dream this is."

Bruce Wayne's eyes stopped on the still flickering incandescent lamp, not only to observe the traces of water stains on the ceiling, but also to avoid looking at someone on the ground who had crouched with his head on the ground and almost hit the wall.Out of a kind of pity that a human being should have, he felt that the current situation should not further stimulate the other party... Otherwise, she would probably really hit the wall or jump off the building.

Perhaps because of this, his voice sounds a little softer than it usually does in Batman mode.

"Whose dream?" The other party was really distracted by his question, "Isn't this my dream?"

"I'm afraid not." Batman turned his head and motioned her to look at the number plate on the door. "Although the dreams of acquired blind people are not too different from those of normal people, they can still see images. But the details in this dream are too much." Too much. If this is your dream, there shouldn't be anything beyond your perception of reality - the house number being one of them."

Because Nunnally Lampelucci is not only blind, but also has disabled legs. She sits in a wheelchair most of the time, so she should not have the memory of touching and sensing the house number.What's more, there is still such a complete and well-organized sequence of house numbers.

"..."

For some reason, after listening to his analysis, the young woman suddenly raised her hand and rubbed the space between her brows.

"I said... Are you so logical when you dream?" She sighed as if giving up, and followed Bruce's gaze to scan the row of house numbers, "Although most of the current psychology circles are right Freud's psychoanalysis theory has a critical attitude, and there are many mistakes in the book "The Interpretation of Dreams", but the fact that "dreams are the reflection of the subconscious mind" has been scientifically verified. The human subconscious mind is often There's no logic, and dreams don't exactly correspond to reality...etc."

She stopped suddenly.

Those purple eyes narrowed, she suddenly took a step forward, striding to the corner of the stairs, then hurried back from there, then closed her eyes, as if she was trying to identify which TV was in the corridor. came the singing.

"Since, since we've been together

Loving you forever."

The singer's brisk voice sang the lyrics of sweet love words, but for some reason, it seemed more and more eerie in this dirty and old apartment. The melody seemed to be soaked by the rain outside the window, and it became heavy and cold. Glides through with a disturbing aftertaste.

"AlGreen, Let's stay together."

She opened her eyes, and her voice sank deeply.

"You're right, this place is indeed not my dream."

Bruce Wayne didn't speak, but watched her cautiously.

The young woman in front of her randomly grabbed her long flaxen hair and sighed deeply.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the dream of one of my patients."

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Dark green paint, damaged and dirty walls, rusted windows, cement floors that will never be cleaned, dilapidated incandescent lamps that flicker on and off... and the song "Let'sstaytogether".

This is Annie's dream.

She hasn't been able to leave this nightmare apartment since she was five years old.She dreamed of this place again and again, and every night, every night, whenever she fell asleep, she would return here again.Back to the place where the mother took her after her parents divorced.

And that song... that song was my mother's boyfriend's favorite song, and sometimes he would even hum it to touch her.Anne hated that song so much that she wanted to throw up, but it was the constant theme of her nightmares.

Ada remembered so many details, so many, of the details Anne had confided to her.

"It took me a long time to get rid of her nightmares."

Having said that, she struggled to hold back a sigh.Anne's nightmares are one of those classic manifestations of PTSD, flashbacks.

"She had previously reported to me that she hadn't had nightmares for a while. But recently there must have been new stressors in her life, so she started dreaming again."

Batman walked side by side with her, looking for the room where the singing came from. Hearing this, he turned his head slightly and lowered his eyes to look at her.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Her father canceled the follow-up treatment with us." Ada almost sneered at this point, "From the very beginning, he felt that psychology was a lie, thinking that I gave his daughter such a long course of treatment only Just to get money out of him. He wanted to know exactly what the patient said to us, and was very upset that we didn't share the transcript of the conversation with the patient. So it was interrupted when his daughter improved her treatment."

After all, Anne's father sent her to the clinic only because the principal of her school told him that if she didn't get psychological treatment for her daughter, they would order Anne to drop out of school.

That man is like many parents with such children in their families. What they want is not for their children to get better, but for them to correct their behavior and stop causing trouble for themselves.

He didn't care about Annie's real mood.It has been like this since a long time ago.

"..."

Batman turned his head and looked at the continuous rainstorm and lightning outside the window.After a long time, his voice sounded again, much lower than before.

"Is that why it's been raining outside?"

"Yeah." Ada still couldn't hold back the sigh, "She thinks she has nowhere to go."

That rainstorm may never have come in reality.But maybe it has always been in her world.From the past to the present.

Batman was silent for a longer time.

Then, he hesitated, and slowly placed his hand on her shoulder.

"You've done a good job," he said.

"...I really didn't expect to hear this from you."

Ada recalled the generous (personal) statement (offensive) (attack) about Batman that Bruce Wayne published in front of her, and couldn't help but twitched her mouth.She raised her hand with great emotion, and patted the man's shoulder heavily.

"I also hope that you can often say this to yourself."

Don't use the same set of principles to comfort others all day long, and only personal attacks, scolding and resentment, and picking bones in your eggs are left when it comes to yourself, okay?

Batman: "..."

Someone who had absolutely no desire to discuss some of his own stinkers with his (former) therapist abruptly changed the subject.

"I've been thinking about why we enter other people's dreams." His voice sank slightly, "I once met a man in the past who said he was a 'Dream Stealer' and could enter through some instruments. In other people's dreams, steal the other person's most important secrets from the other person's subconscious mind, information that they don't want others to know."

"Wow, I mean, this sounds really disturbing." The other party raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "I guess you probably learned how to steal dreams with the other party right away?"

Batman shook his head expressionlessly: "I learned from him how to arm our dreams and prevent others from sneaking in."

"...It sounds like something you would do." Ada struggled to suppress the desire to complain, "Then, what does this have to do with our current situation? Or are we all unconscious dream stealers now? the one?"

"I didn't know how we got in here before. But what you said earlier reminded me." He glanced at her sideways again, "'Dreams are reflections of the subconscious mind'...and your gift is the sixth sense , in other words, in the subconscious realm.”

"..."

Oh yes.

Ada suddenly realized.

Didn't the original work say that Nunnally's abilities have been cultivated and she can even have spiritual contact with others?

"But why do you also..." Ada was very confused about this, "Do you also have superpowers?"

"No." Batman answered briefly, walking faster, "I think our spirits were connected before, when Charles used you to open the root, and I was involved, remember?"

"...This is really unforgettable."

Ada laughed dryly.

"Although I don't remember what happened, I think that for some reason there, our spirits were connected, and your ability was strengthened without you realizing it, so you will be in unconsciousness. I was drawn into the dreams of people related to you, and then our connection brought me in."

Batman's voice was quite serious, but there was no sense of blame in it.

"The specific situation will depend on the subsequent development to determine... This is just my personal inference."

"I think it should be very close to the truth..."

Ada rubbed her forehead.At the same time, I scolded AI seven thousand or eight hundred times in my heart.

No need to think, no need to ask, it is definitely a problem of AI to become what it is now... She just said that she can forget it, how did Batman's consciousness survive in the root...God TM "he was killed by the root I bumped my waist." At that time, I was afraid that the spirits of the two were directly connected to keep Bruce safe and sound? !

"I'm sorry..." she whispered.

"The most urgent task now is to find the dream owner, that is, the owner of this dream." Batman paused, and then whispered, "It's okay, it's not your fault."

"..." Can't you say this sentence!

Ada thought with relief and annoyance, why can't this person say this to herself more.

In order to find the dreamer more quickly, Ada quickened her pace, carefully confirming the source of the singing, and confirming the room where Annie was most likely to stay.

They found it quickly.

Amidst the sound of wind and rain, the two stopped in front of the door marked 409.

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Annie knew she wasn't crying.

Even when she heard her mother's sharp scolding, scolding her for being shameless, scolding her for being a bitch who seduced men at a young age, scolding her for being a liar, she didn't cry when she was about to slap her.

Even if the man brought her into the room, even if he was touching her, she didn't cry.

Even if she knew that her father hadn't come and no one would come in, she didn't cry.

Although she is only five years old, she already knows a lot of things.

For example, crying is useless, for example, even if she cries to death, it will only attract more scolding and beatings, for example, Dad already has a new family, a new wife, and a new child, so he will not come here.

So she didn't cry.Instead, he gritted his teeth and endured.

Like every night in the past.

But things seem to be different today.

Someone kicked open the door and lifted the bastard from her.

Someone hugged her into his arms, patted and comforted her gently, and told her over and over again that she was fine.

She sat in the woman's arms blankly, watching the man beat the bastard hard, punching and punching, until the other party couldn't stand upright, she could even hear the crisp sound of bones breaking, mixed with the woman felt reassuring in the consolation.

"Everything will be fine, Annie, you are safe, you are fine, it is over, and it will never happen again."

For some reason, little Anne felt very close to that female voice.When she saw the man who beat up that bastard, her eyes lit up.

"Batman!" she exclaimed excitedly.

After calling out that title, she suddenly remembered the name of the woman who was holding her. The little girl turned her head and stretched out her arms to hug the woman's neck tightly.

"Doctor Lampelucci!" she cried.

"That's right, it's me." The woman hugged her back and shook her gently, "Look, the villain who bullied you has already been beaten to the ground by Batman."

Little Annie bit her lip and turned around, just in time to see Batman kicking that bastard hard.Such a powerful and unshakable guy also looks so weak and vulnerable under Batman's hands.The little girl's eyes lit up slowly, she reached out subconsciously, grabbed the doctor's arm and shook it.

"I thought that wasn't true," she mumbled, "that the rumor that Batman would drive away monsters and protect kids from bad guys was just kidding."

"Now you know it's true."

The doctor smiled at her tenderly, and gently pressed his forehead against hers.Little Annie felt that her purple eyes seemed to have magical powers, sucking her consciousness into them all the time.

"Batman will bring down all the bad guys." Her voice seemed to be magical, and her mind was involved in it. "Believe in this, Anne?"

Little Anne hesitated, but the doctor's words and the scene in front of her eyes were too convincing, so she nodded vigorously.

"Yeah!" She showed a big smile, "I believe in Batman!"

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"Do you plant 'hints' on her in this way, so that every time she has a nightmare, Batman will come to save her?" Batman looked at the young psychiatrist, "I thought you didn't like hypnotherapy ?”

"Give me a bat dart." This time, the other party did not answer his question, but stretched out his hand to him as a matter of course.

Batman is ruthless.

Batman hands over the Batarang.

"Come on, hold this." She handed the batarang into Anne's hand, "You know, the batarang is super powerful, right? If there are bad guys coming, you can blow his head off with the batarang, you Know you can do it, Anne."

She looked up and smiled narrowly at Batman.

"This is the universal bat dart of the universal Batman."

"Wow……"

The little girl's eyes suddenly became bright, and she took the bat dart full of longing, and carefully stroked the sharp and graceful outline.

Bruce Wayne watched Nunnally Lampelucci smirking at him while touching the girl's head, and raised his eyebrows slightly under the hood.

"Want to go out to play?" He knelt down and patted the little girl's shoulder with his gloved fingers. "The rain outside is about to stop."

His blue eyes turned to Nunnally Lampelucci, and he silently mouthed.

'you can do it. ' he said to her.

And the other party quickly understood what he meant.There was a sweet smile on her face, she looked at Batman with tenderness, and silently and gently returned his mouth.

'Remember me the fuck. '

Then she held little Annie's hand and smiled tenderly at the little girl.

"Want to see a rainbow, Annie?"

she asked her.

The author has something to say:

Anne should still be remembered, the girl the heroine rescued from the Penguin.Her plot basically comes from the psychology book I mentioned earlier.

Here I hope I can at least give her a good dream...

The dream thief that Batman meets is of course Cobb.He gave Cobb a lot of money to teach himself how to defend his dreams.

Let's not ask how many times the teacher Cobb died and suffered in his dreams...【Hesitate to speak】

In order to update better, I have been exercising every day recently, so tired...

The unstable update time during this period is partly due to my poor health, and partly because I have been a little stuck recently. I hope everyone understands QWQ.I will continue to work hard to bring you better stories!

And don't fatten me... T^T

PS: There will be an update tomorrow.